Three guesses what this chapter is about and the first two don't count ;)

Disclaimer: I am not Joanne Rowling, please don't sue me, this is for fun not profit!

~Amaya~

George's POV

"Diggory did well," Cairo mused, to my disgust.

"Diggory? He's just a Hufflepuff! I thought we were rooting for Harry!" I retorted. She knew how much I disliked Cedric since he had inadvertently stolen my girlfriend a while back. Ah yes, Joy Wilson had been the prettiest Hufflepuff I had ever seen. We had dated for a while, until she had fallen for Cedric. As far I know, she's still trying to win his affections.

"We are," Cairo said, "but I'm just stating the facts. Delacour was okay, Krum did the worst of the three, surprisingly. And now, we wait for Harry."

"Thanks for the replay," Fred said sarcastically. "Now let's watch, shall we?"

Cairo gave a tiny huff, but immediately perked up when she noticed Harry enter the arena. Unfortunately, the dragon seemed to notice too. Harry jumped behind a rock, just barely missed the blast of fire that the dragon sprayed at him. I watched in amusement as Cairo grabbed Fred's hand in worry. He barely noticed, or if he did, he didn't make her remove her hand.

"ACCIO FIREBOLT!" Harry cried, reaching his hand in the air to catch the broom as it zoomed towards him. Flying around to dodge the dragon, he ended up flying outside of the arena, towards the castle, with the now unchained dragon in hot pursuit.

"WELL DONE DRAGON!" Fred and I yelled simultaneously, making Jadyn laugh and Cairo give us a sort of smile that said, 'that was amusing, but if you really aren't cheering for Harry I will curse you.'

After a few minutes, we realized he wasn't going to be back for a while, so I struck up conversation. "So Jadyn, why did I catch you with a Potter Stinks badge yesterday?"

She merely smirked. "You want to see it? I just modified it." She pulled some mangled metal from her pocket. It was still flickering from yellow to green, but the words were no longer intelligible. "Behold!"

Laughing, I hi-fived her. "That's brilliant, Jade!"

"Don't call me Jade!" she hissed, but didn't stay mad for long, explaining, "The rest of the Slytherins hate me more than ever, but I don't care. It was worth it!"

"So worth it," Cairo laughed, as she and Fred examined the remnants of the once hurtful badge.

I, on the other hand, just looked at Jadyn with a sort of stubborn expression. "Why can't I call you Jade? Who's going to stop me?"

"I suppose I can't stop you, but I thought that since you were my friend, you would respect my decisions," Jadyn said, looking calm, but I could see the sadness in her eyes. But why was she so sad?

I took her hand, causing Cairo and Fred to realize this was going to be deep and moving away. "Jadyn, what's wrong with that nickname? It obviously has some sort of sentimental story . . ."

Jadyn suddenly burst into tears, causing me to cringe, knowing I had set her off someway. Pulling her away from the stands, I whispered to Fred as I passed, "Tell me how it goes, mate." He nodded, watching me lead Jadyn back towards the castle.

I sat her down on a bench in the courtyard, asking again, "What's wrong with the name Jade?"

"That was my mother's name. My real mother." I hadn't expected that answer. She continued, "She and my real father died about a year after I was born, at the hands of Lord Voldemort. They had hidden me with some friends so no harm would come my way, but after they died, their friends didn't know what to do with me, other than adopt me. I love my foster parents like anything, don't get me wrong, but I hate being reminded about my parents."

"Jade," I whispered, ignoring the pleas in her eyes of not using the name, "I think you should feel proud. Your parents probably died heroes, maybe even taking some Death Eaters down with them. And for the record, I think that both Jade and Jadyn are beautiful names."

I barely had time to react to the kiss that Jadyn pulled me into at that moment. Finally, I pulled her closer, kissing her back. And for once, I was glad that Fred wasn't here.

Fred's POV

Cairo and I raced each other back towards the castle to give George and Jadyn the good news. Currently, Cairo was in the lead, yelling taunts back at me. She soon realized that this was a mistake, as I shot a "Petrificus Totalus!" at her. She froze in place, and only was I far ahead of her, did I release the spell.

I was laughing until I hear a familiar yell from behind me of, "Carpe Retractum!" and I was suddenly pulled backwards so harshly that I fell on my face. Cairo appeared by my side extremely fast, pulling me to my feet. "Are you alright? No broken bones?"

I nodded, giving her a quick (and gentle) punch in the shoulder. "Come on, we still have to find - " I didn't finish my sentence as I noticed two familiar figures locked in a kiss. Cairo held out her hand and I begrudgingly handed her a couple galleons. She had won the bet.

"Afternoon," I said, giving them a smirk. George and Jadyn broke apart, staring at me with scarlet cheeks. Cairo grinned at them as they jumped to their feet, ready to walk back inside with us. "Nice one, Georgie. We were wondering when you two would get together."

"Shut up," George muttered, taking Jadyn's hand in his own, pulling her inside the castle as she giggled like a schoolgirl (which I suppose she is).

"Scandalous. The Gryffindor and the Slytherin."

Cairo and I turned around to see Rita Skeeter, cameraman beside her, obviously having just taken a few shots on George and Jadyn. I glowered at her. "Don't you have better things to report on?" I snapped, beginning to follow George's lead and pulling Cairo inside. But not before seeing Rita's large smirk.